Not sure I like this “tolerant” stay in myself… Well, in a comment yesterday I mentioned that I would put the photo in of a kitty mama ran into (read: SEARCHED FOR!) at that mud place, and also ones that mama feeds in the cat refuge in Rome. Those poor little kitties are so hungry, and there is supposed to be someone there who takes care...
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I feel a bit boxed in over this, haha. Oh, boy, is mama on a rampage! I guess that’s about as bad as the Vegan rampage in Paris that is threatening butcher shops by sprinkling them with fake blood and writing anti-meat graffiti on their walls! But mama’s rant is against these fanatics who think they can make the whole world be vegan. Is the...
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I think mama is round the bend…wherever that is. Well, mama is sending me weird photos of moments during THEIR days AWAY FROM ME, and the one below really makes me laugh. Why would ANYONE drink water from a fountain where a guy is SPITTING into it? Jeez… And this next one is even weirder! A gathering of spaniel owners on a curb on one of...
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Well, mama and papa have seached the property where they are staying for a couple of nights, and there is a BIG problem with that place. NOWHERE is a kitty to be found! You’d think that the very nice anthros who run the joint would have at least ONE kitty around to make everyoe relax and feel even better....
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OH, NO, more photos? Well, mama keeps sending me things she has discovered on her walks in Rome, so I thought I’d put them in today as a little travelogue for summer. What was funny and wonderfully eclectic (whatever that is) about this scene is that there were three Catholic priests, a guitar player and a saxophone player during the Hare Krishna...
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MUD, MUD, MUD, all mama writes about is MUD. Okay, I’m not going to harp on this thing about mud packs and mud bathing and whatever it is that mud does for your body, but one thing is SURE: my body will never–read my muzzle–NEVER be coated with, rubbed in, or painted with MUD! Mama is always saying, “Hey, if that guy doesn’t...
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WOW-I wish I could have seen this one! Well, these marbles are not exactly ‘lost’ but they are statues that perhaps not everyone gets to see, and this one, mama says, is breathtaking! This lady in the veils is all marble, just imagine, by the amazing sculptor, Antonio Corradini. Mama just stopped in her tracks and stared for about 5 minutes to...
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Listen up, dear readers. Okay, here’s a puzzle: In all of these scenes on the cover of the latest New Yorker magazine of what crazy anthros are doing, , WHICH picture is the most sane, makes the most sense, and lets the world know just who runs it? I will send all winners a virtual rub upon both ankles. (See hint, below)...
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Oh, I am a bit sad today when mama called to say that Koko, the magnificent gorilla who knew 2000 words had died at 46 years of age. What a sweet gorilla she was, and had many friends around the world. Oh, that some anthros could be kind like Koko, and as wise. What touched me (and mama) so much was that for a present, she was once given a box of little...
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Hey, I can practice, can’t I? Maybe I’ll be in the next World Cup. Well, mama says it’s really fun being out in the streets during the World Cup, the games shown on every TV in every bar or pub in Roma, and when Mexico beat Germany, mama and papa ran into a sweet crowd of young Mexicans singing victory songs and everyone yelled VIVA,...
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THEY ARE DOING WHAT? Well, I just got this postcard from mama that says she and papa are taking two nights at Estruscan hot springs to sit in hot water! Now who on earth would WANT to do that? Certainly not I, and certainly not many other kitties I know. So what do you do? Just get in and sit? And after you turn into a prune, whatever that is, then...
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That is the saddest story I have ever heard. Yes, mama and papa are not with me, but they will be. We are kitties, or doggies, or animals of many kinds. I think it’s a bit different sometimes, in the animal world, when a mama with too many babies needs to find homes for her offspring, but we are aware, all too well, that when one of us becomes very...
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Ooh, that feels SOOOOO good… Well, being here with my Kitty Whisperer and inspiring thoughts from some of our friends with family members like me has propelled me into thinking about what other anthros do when they wish to take a trip and their furry friends simply wish only to stay put, sleep in chosen places, eat dependable food and be snuggled on...
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HEY, I got mail! Well, another postcard arrived, telling us all about the Palazzo Barberini, which, frankly, I do not think is the most beautiful of all the palazzi in Rome (having perused my palazzi research tome) (whatever that is), but this staircase, although not to heaven, did impress mama enough to send a photo. And I have to say, the ceiling in the...
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Oh, how I wish my papa were not so far from me today! Well, if there is anyone I really miss today, Father’s Day, it’s my papa. His snuggles are the BEST. His soft words and kind looks are the BEST. His opening up the door to the garden for me in the morning is the BEST. His letting me in from the garden when he sees my little face peering...
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I’m a poet and don’t know it but my paws show it–they’re Longfellows…haha. Maybe that should read arse poetica? Well, tonight, I am feeling a bit poetical and inclined to put something deep and lasting in my blog, something from within the vast realms of creativity that lurk beneath all our surfaces, whatever that means. ...
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(This is a reworked blog about the new moon because I have added a link to a very nice company that makes kitty doors.) And YES, I AM ALONE! As you well know. Well, not exactly, but sometimes it FEELS that way. Tonight the summer sky is a deep blue, and mama told me to go outside to see the new moon so I wouldn’t see it through the French door or a...
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OH, no…mama is into photographing the open markets again! She just can’t keep away from places that have this many choices of tomatoes… Not to mention the fruits and nuts and cheeses and just about anything you’d ever want in your bocca! I think you could say that mama feels inclined to cook when there are riches like these. And...
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HEY, I caught a feather on the end of this fishing pole! May I take it home? Oh, I forgot, I AM home. Duh. Oh, boy, now they’re telling me about a place I would have LOVED to go–an exhibition called TAKE ME, I’M YOURS, at which you may touch, taste, and take away one of any of the pieces of “art” that are displayed! The little...
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Drooling on THEIR bedcovers… OH, BOY, now they’ve done it! THEY took those little devil grand-anthros to the newest ice cream shop in Rome, Le Crème, where THEY tasted dark chocolate fondente, hazelnut, watermelon, fresh peach and who knows what-all, and I was not given even a virtual a LICK!!! Mama says it is the best gelato in Rome, and she...
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